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Only faint light came from his window as he sat on his balcony chair. He rubbed his shivering hands together, exhaling white wisps of breath. He looked out at the lightening sky and picked up his mug, letting steam fog up his glasses. He hadn't waited enough for the crisp air to cool his clear tea, leading to a burnt tongue.

He squinted at the banal scenery from his balcony. The petite gray buildings, yellow from years of negligence, covered most of the view. There was a large parking lot between him and the building across. A shame is what the man often thought of it; every other street had trees, bushes and the like. Plans were previously made to do the same to his own street but were soon forgotten. The street did have some potential at least.

The ordinarily noisy area was rarely as calm as it was at that moment. Or rather it was rare for the man to see it that calm. His behavior was out of the ordinary that morning. Usually, he would take his time waking up and getting ready; never having enough time to leisurely eat breakfast. But today, he felt an odd urge to eat on his balcony and gaze at the sunrise, a sunrise that was just visible over the buildings. For the first time ever, thé man felt thankful for his surroundings : the parking lot made his street very wide and the buildings were just small enough to see almost all of the sun rise.

The sky slowly lit up. A multitude of colors appeared, ever changing, mutating. The man continued to fix the sky without blinking, no longer taking the effort to drink from his glass. He studied the fluctuations: dark blue almost black to a cyan, then a yellow and an orange. He felt a moment of strange anticipation : it seemed to be taking longer than usual. The few clouds in the sky turned a pinkish hue, following the sky's example, then shifted to a darker, almost scarlet color. 

The tip of the sun finally peeked over the buildings. Its beautiful red shape shone upon the world. It shined brightly. The man tensed, staring at the ball of light. It rose higher and higher. The man's eyes moved along with it. His whole body stiffened as he watched; his gaze ever so focused on the rising sun. He stood up, taking a step towards his railing as if trying to get closer. The sun stood fiercely. He took another. He had an urge to reach out, a pull to reach out to the glowing orb, a whispering call that he couldn't resist. He took another step.

Crash ! He heard a sharp sound next to him : he had accidently knocked over his cup as he moved again, staining his chair. He stared blankly at the liquid dripping down his table. The tea took on a red color because of the sun's light. His hand moved subconsciously to catch the blood-like substance but burned his hand in the process. He had a delayed reaction, not quite processing the situation. He stayed in that position for several minutes, not moving an inch. He continued to watch the liquid with growing fervor.

Drip... Drip... A red substance was still dripping onto his hand. Drip... Splat... Drip... Drip... Splat... Argh... Someone's wailing broke his unnerving concentration. He glanced to his side.. Splat..

It wasn't tea that was on his hand at that moment. He found his neighbor's body on his balcony : he had jumped out, his body seemingly reaching out towards something. Woosh.. Splat.. The man let out a blood-curdling scream and backed away quickly. As he touched his balcony fence he saw something from the corner of his eye. Bam ! Someone fell off their balcony, also reaching out towards the sun... He looked at where the person fell. People were on the ground everywhere, bloody like crushed berries.